Just Like a Lady Does

Acrylic On Paper

h: 30 x w: 22 in

$250.00

I was raised on Reagan and Bush. Raised to believe the soviets would destroy us. The end of the world was on the other end of phone call placed on a red phone. So what do you do when that didn't happen. When the Iron Curtain fell America became drunk on decadence. We were the only global superpower left and we were in the middle of the biggest economic boom since levitt town. We became arrogant and lazy. For 8 years the world hinged on a blue dress with a stain of uncertain origin. The first decade of the twenty first century is America's hangover. We have bathed in saturday nights bachinal, repented at sunday mornings altar and now we find ourselves hungover on monday mourning.

Zenn-La Awaits Her Saviour From The Sky

Acrylic On Paper

h: 30 x w: 22 in

$350.00

I was raised on Reagan and Bush. Raised to believe the soviets would destroy us. The end of the world was on the other end of phone call placed on a red phone. So what do you do when that didn't happen. When the Iron Curtain fell America became drunk on decadence. We were the only global superpower left and we were in the middle of the biggest economic boom since levitt town. We became arrogant and lazy. For 8 years the world hinged on a blue dress with a stain of uncertain origin. The first decade of the twenty first century is America's hangover. We have bathed in saturday nights bachinal, repented at sunday mornings altar and now we find ourselves hungover on monday mourning.

Free Money

Mixed Media On Canvas

h: 40 x w: 30 in

$500.00

I was raised on Reagan and Bush. Raised to believe the soviets would destroy us. The end of the world was on the other end of phone call placed on a red phone. So what do you do when that didn't happen. When the Iron Curtain fell America became drunk on decadence. We were the only global superpower left and we were in the middle of the biggest economic boom since levitt town. We became arrogant and lazy. For 8 years the world hinged on a blue dress with a stain of uncertain origin. The first decade of the twenty first century is America's hangover. We have bathed in saturday nights bachinal, repented at sunday mornings altar and now we find ourselves hungover on monday mourning.

Vintage Violence

Acrylic On Paper

h: 30 x w: 22 in

NFS

I was raised on Reagan and Bush. Raised to believe the soviets would destroy us. The end of the world was on the other end of phone call placed on a red phone. So what do you do when that didn't happen. When the Iron Curtain fell America became drunk on decadence. We were the only global superpower left and we were in the middle of the biggest economic boom since levitt town. We became arrogant and lazy. For 8 years the world hinged on a blue dress with a stain of uncertain origin. The first decade of the twenty first century is America's hangover. We have bathed in saturday nights bachinal, repented at sunday mornings altar and now we find ourselves hungover on monday mourning.

Ambition Is Going to Be the Death of You

Mixed Media On Paper

h: 29 x w: 41 in

$500.00

I was raised on Reagan and Bush. Raised to believe the soviets would destroy us. The end of the world was on the other end of phone call placed on a red phone. So what do you do when that didn't happen. When the Iron Curtain fell America became drunk on decadence. We were the only global superpower left and we were in the middle of the biggest economic boom since levitt town. We became arrogant and lazy. For 8 years the world hinged on a blue dress with a stain of uncertain origin. The first decade of the twenty first century is America's hangover. We have bathed in saturday nights bachinal, repented at sunday mornings altar and now we find ourselves hungover on monday mourning.

My Own Debauched Youth Forever

Mixed Media On Paper

h: 29 x w: 41 in

$500.00

I was raised on Reagan and Bush. Raised to believe the soviets would destroy us. The end of the world was on the other end of phone call placed on a red phone. So what do you do when that didn't happen. When the Iron Curtain fell America became drunk on decadence. We were the only global superpower left and we were in the middle of the biggest economic boom since levitt town. We became arrogant and lazy. For 8 years the world hinged on a blue dress with a stain of uncertain origin. The first decade of the twenty first century is America's hangover. We have bathed in saturday nights bachinal, repented at sunday mornings altar and now we find ourselves hungover on monday mourning.

Peter's Valley Collective Work June 2009 A

Charcoal On Paper

h: 22 x w: 30 in

NFS

This is one of twelve drawing created by myself and my fellow classmates at an artist's workshop this past weekend (June 5 - June 7 2009) at Peter's Valley Arts and Crafts Center in The Poconos near Bushkill Falls. We each started a different drawing and over the course of one day we exchanged drawings and added to them. The purpose of the exercise was to force us to stop viewing the drawings as precious and therefore not be afraid to take creative risks. Although I was afraid to give up my drawing at first in the long run I was inspired by what my fellow classmates brought to each drawing, especially mine own. Since the drawing ultimately were a collaborative effort and thus were not anyone persons drawing we drew straws at the end of the weekend to determine who would keep each drawing, therefore, as this drawing was not done entirely by me I have no intention of selling it in any form. Lastly, I would like to thank my fellow artists and our great teacher Moe Brooker for making me into a better artist and for being great friends that I will always cherish.

Peter's Valley Collective Work June 2009 B

Charcoal On Paper
h: 22 x w: 30 in
NFS

This is one of twelve drawing created by myself and my fellow classmates at an artist's workshop this past weekend (June 5 - June 7 2009) at Peter's Valley Arts and Crafts Center in The Poconos near Bushkill Falls. We each started a different drawing and over the course of one day we exchanged drawings and added to them. The purpose of the exercise was to force us to stop viewing the drawings as precious and therefore not be afraid to take creative risks. Although I was afraid to give up my drawing at first in the long run I was inspired by what my fellow classmates brought to each drawing, especially mine own. Since the drawing ultimately were a collaborative effort and thus were not anyone persons drawing we drew straws at the end of the weekend to determine who would keep each drawing, therefore, as this drawing was not done entirely by me I have no intention of selling it in any form. Lastly, I would like to thank my fellow artists and our great teacher Moe Brooker for making me into a better artist and for being great friends that I will always cherish.

President Obama - Superstar

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Acrylic On Canvas

h: 20 x w: 16 in

$150.00

I had been procrastinating about painting our current president for quite sometime when I woke this morning to see the NYTimes was accepting submissions of painting of the President in reference to an article that ran this past weekend in the arts sec tion about the current popularity of presidential portraits. Sooo, after dropping off my rent check on the way home from my shrink I decided to finally give it a go.